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So I finished that page, but I am NOT happy with it, which is really disappointing as it was supposed to be the sort of page I could look back on and pick myself up if I was feeling low. Except… now I don’t even want to look at it at all. Figures.

The page started with how I was feeling sunday night after Koby left. I was feeling really down, and just… lonely. Only it wasn’t registering in my mind as “I miss Koby.” It was translating as “Sigh. As usual, no one is there. I wish someone cared.” And then suddenly, I was flabbergasted. For over a week, I was literally INUNDATED with love. Countless hugs, sweet and uplifting words, little gifts, a really big gift, sitting with me through my back pain– basically, more than I could possibly quantify. My thoughts were entirely illogical. So… this page was a reminder to myself about the difference between missing people and being unloved. Only, as I said, I hate how it turned out. I wonder now if I should paint over it and redo it.

It started out so well too. I used a background that was previously prepared, and when I laid the lined paper and scrapbook paper on it, it looked lovely. But then the paper didn’t stay white like I planned, and the lettering is awful, and then I kept adding, and it only got worse. So… I don’t know what I’m going to do now.

I know I haven’t posted for a week now. I have reasons. Partially, it was just being busy. I kid you not, every day for the past week I’ve had some non-work (meaning social!) outing, including a painting group I joined. The other reason is the project I’ve been working on, which is the reason for today’s post.

This is the first time I’ve done a card, and by far the most complicated work I have undertaken. I was never too interested in cards, but the challenge at Cardvaarks was too much to pass up. I’m obsessed with trees. What can I say? What more, I had an idea, and a recipient. It ended up being much much more work than I anticipated, but the result was worth it.

Tonight, I greet my boyfriend as he returns from Thailand. He has been gone for four months, and sometimes we couldn’t talk for weeks. During his stay, he was even hospitalized with Dengue Fever, and I couldn’t be at his side. He is a constant source of encouragement, of comfort, and of delight. He is my best friend. And for four months, he’s been waaaay over there. The Pacific Ocean is much too big. Even though it is an “I miss you” card, and he will receive it upon his return rather than while actually away I think he will understand. I can’t even express how excited I am to see him tonight. I am counting the hours.